I roll my eyes, “Yeah, didn’t they tell you about it Tuesday morning. You know when everyone broke into my house.”
Warren nods slowly, “Yeah, but I thought they were just joking.”
I shake my head at him, “Nope, they were being forreal.”
“Show me.” He demands standing up from the table and pulling me along with him.
The contact from his hand on mine makes my heart jump and goose bumps come up on my skin. We round a corner and head down the hall toward the one staircase where freshmen couples go to makeout in the morning because it doesn’t have a camera. I drag my feet trying to stop him, but he bends down and scoops me up in a fluid motion.
“Warren, what’re you doing?” I demand trying the wriggle out of his grasp.
A low rumble like a growl echo in his chest and throat, “I need to s
